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One night, all lords were expected to attend a dinner at the palace. Cortés had allowed his eyes to roam all over Ayala’s body, and had made no attempt to hide it. Ayala had stayed by Eiotan’s side as much as possible, but not as much as she should have. She had wandered off a few times to refill her wine goblet, and to chat with a few other nobles she had met at previous dinners. Before they had left for the night, Eiotan had whispered in her ear, telling her to prepare herself to be punished for her disobedience.
As soon as they had arrived home, he shut the door, told her to get completely naked, and fetch his favorite paddle. Ayala had begged and pleaded, promising good behavior, but he stood firm and waited silently. She finally relented and went to get the paddle, her stomach dropping heavily as she handed the wretched implement to him. Next, she untied her dress, letting it fall to the floor. Picking it up, she laid it on the kitchen table and then took off her underthings. She watched as he pulled a chair aside and sat down. Her heart began to hammer in her chest.
“Come over here, Ayala.”
Time seemed to slow as she sluggishly dragged her feet toward him. Too soon though, she reached him and was pulled quickly over his knees. He laid a hand on her backside and she jumped at the contact.
“It’s been a while since I’ve put you here, isn’t that right, Ayala?” he asked.
“Yes, sir,” she quietly squeaked, terrified of what was about to happen.
“While you haven’t been especially naughty, you didn’t stay by my side at all times, as I instructed you before we left for dinner. Now, I’m going to remind you why it’s so important to listen to what I tell you to do.”
His hand began to spank her, hard. She cried out very quickly, startled by how hard he was spanking her from the start. Each swat stung deep into her bottom, and it didn’t take long before she was whimpering at her punishment.
Lord Eiotan turned her
bottom cheeks a lovely red before he picked up the wooden paddle. He paused and laid the cool wood against her very warm and red right cheek.
“Please, I’m sorry, sir!” she pleaded.
He didn’t answer and immediately began to paddle her. When she squealed and kicked at the stingy punishment, he paused and resituated her over his lap, then put one leg over the back of her knees and gripped her waist securely. She wailed as she realized the vulnerability of her current situation. She couldn’t move out of his grasp and her sit spots were bare and extremely vulnerable.
Almost immediately, the paddle began spanking her again, going after her sensitive sit spots and the tops of her thighs. She felt tears begin to form in her eyes.
She was naked and being spanked by her completely clothed lover. She hadn’t listened to him as well as she should have, and now her bottom was being paddled because of it. As each spank hit her deep to the core, she thought about how much she deserved this.
Her tears began to fall as her spanking continued, the paddle relentless, leaving no spot un-spanked.
“You’re going to get ten more,” he said softly. “To make sure you learned your lesson.”
Those last ten strokes came fast and hard, much harder than any he had delivered to her backside during her spanking. Her cries became louder until she was spent and submissive. She didn’t fight them anymore, but accepted the rest of the spanking.
Lord Eiotan put the paddle aside and began to run his hand over her punished flesh. Her cries quieted quickly, and she knew it was over. Ayala thought about being over his lap for a spanking, knowing this last one was not as hard as others, but stern nonetheless. She was reminded that Lord Eiotan was her master, and could spank her whenever he wished. Her body grew very warm as she thought about her current situation.
His hands roamed over her skin, soothing her spanked thighs and bottom cheeks. He removed his legs from binding hers, and lifted her hips so she was lying over both his knees. Eiotan continued running his hands over her, and began to knead the sore and punished skin. Ayala moaned and her legs drifted apart a little. Her cries had quieted considerably.
He was silent for a moment.
“Open your legs farther, young lady.”
She quickly complied.
He placed his hand on her thigh and began to slide his fingers in between her legs. Her nakedness left her open to his inspection. He sighed as his fingers glided to touch her lips, and discovered how wet she actually was. His fingers explored her wetness until he found her little bud. He stilled and left his fingers there.
“Tell me, Ayala, about what I just found.”
She gasped as his fingers moved slightly, circling once around her bud.
“Sir!” she cried out, shocked.
He removed her fingers and spanked her hard on each cheek in response.
“Tell me, or it will be the belt next time. Do you like being naked over my knee? Do you like being spanked?”
She gulped and stammered to answer.
“Yes… yes, sir. I like being spanked by you. It hurts, but it makes my body react like that. I think about my bare red bottom over your knees a lot, and I like to secretly look at the redness in the mirror sometimes. I like that you spank me when you think I need it.”
